Kim Myungsoo's Mystery girl

Chapter 14 Hold hands

Myungsoo's POV
This morning, I was asleep in my bed when I heard my friends calling me from downstairs. Their sounds became closer and closer, and I believed they were approaching. I tossed off my blanket angrily and got up to check the time; it was only 11:00 a.m. Ah!! Why are they arriving so early?

"Urgh! I'm tired!" I grumbled as I sank back into my bed and covered my ear with my pillow.

I heard them entering my room.

Hoya shouted, "Yah!! You're still sleeping?"

Sungyeol screamed with a high-pitched voice, "Wake up!" And then, out of nowhere, someone yanked my blanket.

"Arrh!! Why are you here so early? Let me SLEEP" I shouted frustrated and pulled up my blanket and fully covered my body.

"Yah!! Myungsoo-ahh!! Wake up," Sunggyu Hyung exclaimed, but I didn't respond.

"Okay than you leave us with no choice, Dongwoo, bring a bucket of water from the bathroom." Sunggyu instructed.

"All right" Dongwoo replied, and I listen to his footstep leave the room.

What water? I don't think so, they are bluffing I know. They couldn't possibly be serious, can they? It had to be. I heard footsteps coming in must be Dongwoo.

"Here I brought it" I heard Dongwoo said.

What was he thinking bringing the bucket of water? Under the blanket, my eyes widen.

"Now is your final shot. I'll count to three, and you know what'll happen if you don't wake up, right? Okay, one, two, T--H--R-"

"Wait, wait. H old your horses "I screamed and woke up, but to my surprise, they were grinning and laughing, and Sunggyu had no bucket in his hands.

"Aish!! You people grow up. You're always pulling pranks on me," I said angrily as I stood up.

Dongwoo chuckled, "Because it's fun making you irritated."

Sunggyu said, "Now get dressed, we'll wait for you downstairs."

While we were waiting for Yoora and Jia, her mother came out with their baggage, so I assisted her. She was really friendly and gorgeous, so I can see where Yoora gets her looks from. Jia appeared seconds later, looking absolutely stunning, but the minute I saw Yoora, time slowed to a halt. Gosh!! Why do I keep having these feelings towards her? Urghhhh!! What's the matter with me?

Get a grip, Myungsoo, she is Woohyun's girlfriend, and you like Jia to Yoora.

Jia sat next to me near the window, and when the wind blew, I could smell her perfume, which was extremely lovely, exactly like her (I know, I'm being corny). "You look absolutely lovely," I said, and she thanked me shyly.

"I just hope it doesn't rain," Sunggyu said as he boarded the plane. "I read in the morning news report that it was going to rain."

"But it's a bright sky," Sungjong murmured as he ascended.

"In Jeju, you can never predict the weather," Hoya remarked.

Yoora was in front of me as we waited to board the plane, and her demeanour made me question whether she was afraid of flying or not, since she appeared nervous, and Woohyun nis also not here to keep her company.

"Here, Take my hand," I said as I extended my hand.

She looked at me and said, "I'm terrified."

"Trust me," I said, and she holds my hand. I escort her to her seat.

Yoora smiles and says, "Thank you very much."

"You're welcome; would you like me to accompany you?" I inquire, my gaze falling on Woohyun's vacant seat next to her.

"How about Jia?" she inquired, looking towards Jia.

I take a glance towards Jia and turn back to Yoora and chuckle a littl "It's only for a short bit till Woohyun comes,"

She chuckles and pat the seat, saying, "Than certainly, have a seat please."

"So you're afraid to sit on planes? Is this the first time you've done something like this?" I inquired.

"No, I've travelled with my parents on multiple occasions, but I'm always afraid." She replies, a shaky smile on her face.

"It's OK, and Woohyun will be there in a few minutes, so don't worry," I reassured her.

"Yeah!! I am aware of this "She stated it with a bright smile on her face.

I'm a little saddened to see that smile come merely by hearing Woohyun's name. But I maintain a grin on my face as we continue to speak about unrelated topics until Woohyun arrived, and it was then that I realized, Yoora and I hadn't spoken properly in a long time. The first time I ran into her, we were able to chat freely. I'm not sure why we didn't communicate after that day.

"Hey!! Sorry, I had to use the restroom and was delayed by fans " Woohyun suddenly appears.

Yoora grins, "It's OK."

"May I have the seat?" Woohyun asks.

"Oh!! Sure, sorry" I apologise and slowly let go of her hand, preparing to walk away when I hear her call me.

I turn around, perplex once more; I feel a strange sense that my mystery girl called me.

"Thank you for your company" Yoora thanked,

"Mention not," I walk over to my seat and sit next to Jia.

I turn to see Woohyun holding Yoora's hand, with her head resting on his shoulder.

"Is Yoora all right? I almost forgot that she has a fear of flying, but thank you for taking care of her "Jia said.

"It's OK, what are friends for right," I smiled,

Friend and Woohyun's girlfriend, my friends girlfriend.

"So, have you ever been to Jeju Island before?"

"Yah!! After our competition, our depute was held there"

"Oh!! After your depute, you've got a lot of fans right?"

"Kind of, among them my biggest fan is sitting next to me" I chuckle.

"Indeed, the biggest" She smiled. As the plane starts to take off I offer Jia my hand and she takes it, I wonder How Yoora is doing? I sigh.

Woohyun's POV

When we got at the airport, I headed straight to the restroom. Some of the fan girls began following me, so I hurried to the restroom, hiding my face and made it alive. I headed directly to the plane once I finished.

I walked forward to approach Yoora and L on the plane, but my footstep came to a halt when I noticed them holding hands, which made me feel uneasy.

But I didn't want to be bothered by my insecurity, so I push the thought out of my brain, I apologise for being late and take a seat next to Yoora, She explains why L is there. When I learn the reason, I can't stop blaming myself; I should have been there to console her, and instead of being grateful, I suspect him.

When I learned the reason, I couldn't stop blaming myself; I should have been there to console her, but instead of being grateful, I suspect him.

Aish!! What sort of friend am I, stupid me? As the plane begins to take off, I clasp her hand in mine, and she clutches my palm hard, and I pull her for a hug.